When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase

Chapter 281: Sheng Jianan Acts Shamelessly

After speaking with the boss lady, Tang Yanqi turned and went back to her seat. Sheng Jianan looked at her and asked the question on his mind: "Do you come here often? It’s quite far from K University."

"They used to be on the Snack Street behind the school. Later, the area was formalized, and they weren’t able to afford renting a shop, so they moved here."

"Formalized? So you also know they weren’t formal?"

Sheng Jianan’s tone contained his usual arrogance and disdain. After all, for him, it was difficult not to look down on such roadside stalls.

Tang Yanqi glared at him, thinking he was like a rich kid, completely unaware there are many people suffering in this world.

"Not everyone is born into wealth. They use their hands to make a living without stealing or robbing; there’s nothing to look down on."

Tang Yanqi rarely argued with him. Previously, if she did, it would only be an instinctive reaction when provoked, but like now, earnestly debating with him was truly a first.

Sheng Jianan was against the light, while Tang Yanqi’s entire face was bathed in light. The lighting here wasn’t very bright, yet he inexplicably felt like the woman sitting opposite him was glowing.

Sheng Jianan suddenly smiled: "You’re right."

He stands at the top of the food chain; he hasn’t experienced the hardship of the people at the bottom, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t understand.

Rich people can use their wealth to create a better educational environment for the next generation, something that poor people find difficult or even impossible. This results in different starting points for the next generation.

This is why nowadays the poor get poorer, and the rich get richer. Of course, there are exceptions like the squandered heirs of wealthy families or the top scholars from humble backgrounds, but they are rare.

He turned his head to look at the little boy helping the boss lady. He looked about seven or eight years old, efficiently helping his mother wash vegetables and clean dishes.

Sheng Jianan squinted his eyes involuntarily. What was he doing at the age of seven or eight?

Solving Olympiad math problems, studying C++, or observing the random lines on the stock market?

Sheng Jianan couldn’t remember, but he was certain he never did trivial tasks like washing vegetables or cleaning dishes.

Tang Yanqi didn’t expect Sheng Jianan to think so much. Upon hearing his agreement with her view, she simply continued: "Don’t worry, although they aren’t formal, they are very clean. There’s no gutter oil, and it won’t give you a stomachache."

"Oh? You’re that sure?"

As they were speaking, the boss lady had already placed two bowls of spicy hot pot in front of Sheng Jianan and Tang Yanqi: "Be careful, it’s hot, miss."

"Thank you."

Tang Yanqi smiled politely. Sheng Jianan glanced at the bowl with floating red oil in front of him, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes—would people really eat this?

But he quickly retracted his disdain and said, awkward but still polite: "Thank you."

Even though his "thank you" didn’t sound thankful at all.

Tang Yanqi took out some change to pay. Two bowls of spicy hot pot came to sixteen, and Tang Yanqi handed over twenty: "The usual rule, keep the change."

The boss lady didn’t hesitate, smiled and accepted: "You two eat first, and add more if it’s not enough. Miss, you and your boyfriend make a great pair."

Tang Yanqi and Sheng Jianan froze at the same time, exchanged a glance, and Tang Yanqi blushed, quickly opening her mouth to explain: "He’s not..."